Help

The sun rose shining bright,
The birds chirp in the morning light.
Her eyes wide open, but she lay unawake. 
The bloody knife lay beside her lifeless body.
She couldn't take the pain, she didn't understand.
Her brother's sudden death, her mother suddenly 
left.
The boy at school who made fun of her, the teacher who
said try and catch up.
She couldn't take the pain, she didn't understand.
This poor helpless soul felt no one cared, 
no one dared. How could have she known?
She could have lived,
If she had spoken one little word.

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 5/18/2011 10:42:00 AM

I am spending my morning reading wonderful poetry and enjoying it so much. I am so impressed with the poems I have read so far this morning. I am happy yours was among them Amanda. I wish you the best in your writing endeavors always. Love, Carol

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Date: 5/18/2011 3:48:00 AM

Sometimes we do need to make that cry for help...before it is too late. A thought-provoking poem.